Second Chance

Beating the 'Love Rival'

A/N: One of the most awaited scene is finally here.... I'm especially excited for it. 😋😋😋

Mercy:

As I looked at the sisters in front of me, the man beside me suddenly entered my personal space. I looked at the man quizzically as he put his hands on my waist and smiled at me in an especially flirtatious way.

I shivered a little and moved my lips to the guy's ears so that the sisters can't hear. "Dude, you're not making anyone jealous over here. The girl you're infatuated with doesn't give a damn about you. The only thing you were successful in doing was disgusting me." Though I held a subtle smile, I knew he could tell that it was forced.

Both of us has been friends for years. Though we don't consider each other as siblings, yet we were way too used to being friends. Suddenly him acting all romantic made me had goosebumps as a shiver ran down my spine. And it was not a pleasant shiver.

Marko smiled back indulgently like doting on an unreasonable girlfriend as he came close to me. "You think I'm enjoying it. I'm this close to puking myself. I thought that after all the chasing I've done in the past, she would at least feel uncomfortable to see me this close to another woman. But she is-"

Before he could finish what he was saying, he was abruptly pulled away from me and a strong punch landed right at his face.

With a dumbfounded look, I looked at the man fuming mad in front of me. It took me a second to realize that this fuming man is actually my husband, who seems to have lost his sanity. His eyes were red with anger as he heaved up and down with enraged breath.

I hurriedly rushed towards them before the fight could escalate.

"Let go." Lucas tried to push me away as I held him back firmly.

"No. Stop already. What are you making a ruckus for over here?" I scolded.

The man turned sharply towards me, his angry eyes had a feeling of injustice added to them as ge said. "I'm making a ruckus. My wife is flirting with another man over here and I'm making a ruckus. This place is still tidy, he is still in single piece. That is calm enough. But today I'm gonna make scum regret even his birth. Get out of my way."

"Oh for heaven's sake, stop making a mountain out of a molehill." I said, getting angry myself at his absurdness. "Marko is just a friend and even if he wasn't, what right do you have to say anything. Did you forget, ours isn't a real marriage." Why did my voice towards the end sounded sullen, like accusing him for something? Probably it's just in my mind.

The man looked at me, his eyes turning totally red, like the last string of sanity has been plucked.

Damn. I honestly shivered with the frighteningly crazy look his eyes contained.

"Repeat what you said one more time if you dare." His voice was low and his teeth were so greeted, I could hear it's clatter, as if he was resisting some sort of possession as he walked closer to me. So close that we were mare inches apart.

Dare? Did he really just challenged me?

I looked at him fearlessly as I said, "You have no right to...umm" I couldn't finish what I was saying as a pair of lips blocked my mouth.

A rough kiss fell on my lips. However, it wasn't one that lovers share. This kiss was filled with anger, frustration, jealousy and... And possessiveness. It was like a wild, savage predator letting everyone know of his territory. Letting the place itself know that he has already claimed it.

Something about it rubbed me wrong way. I've always been a tough woman. No matter how adverse the situation turned, I've always been able to maintain my cool, no matter how much I was wronged. I've always been the kind who quietly endures no matter how hard things get and bide my time. And when the time is ripe... Well, revenge is best served cold, right?

Then... Then why was it that at this minute I turned into a completely different person? Why did it feel like my heart was torn apart because of this man's rough behaviour? Wasn't taking it rough my style of handling things.

Then why was it that when this gentle man turned rough, I felt such a sharp pain in my heart?

Why?

Just why?

Hadn't I already decided that this man will be nothing but the co parent of my children? Nothing more than that?

Hadn't I already decided to never let him enter my heart?

Hadn't I already decided that his actions will no longer effect me as long as they don't harm my children?

Then why? Why does it hurt so much?

So much so, that I lost all rationality.

So much so, that my mind was consumed with anger, pain, hurt and heartbreak.

I pushed Lucas off my and my palms heavily landed on his cheeks, imprinting their shape in bright red colour but I anger was still not solved as I rained another one on the next. All this while, he quietly stood there, not uttering a word as one after another my palm landed on his face.

My vision blurred as my eyes filled with tears of anger.

How dare he? How dare he treat me like that? How can he treat me like that?

Lucas just stood there without a word. His hands clenched into fists. The other three people in the room were long forgotten by us.

We didn't give a damn wether they were still there.

He looked angrily at me and started taking menacing steps towards me. Looking at me like a tiger would at it's prey.